Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1887-06-02
ssFrom that night she grew worse The

'tFrom that night she grew worse. The
prayer seemed answered in the negative.
/ could see the change growing clearer.
1--WE had our parting. But that's mat
ter prefer not to speak Of; don't think
could describe it if tried. It is too pain
full to mention more of it.
1.-THE calls were so frequent in her last
hours that few could be admitted-once
was turned away-but only once, for we
were very near to each other.
1.-THE end came suddenly one evening
after sunset. It had been q beautiful fall
day and little party of school-mates as
sembled in the yard at her request. The
flowers had not all withered; no wonder
they folded their leaves when she could
see them no longer. (He stopped awhile
and / began to fear should not hear the
conclusion, but finally went on slowly and
reverently): "One by one the little girls
came and kissed her and stepped back in
a half circle and were about to leave for
their homes, when sudden light came in
her features like the flashes when fire
Goals are moved, and she. said: Sing to
me, girls; sing to me- That brought m
nearer, and she suggested the lines:
will any one be at the beautiful gate,
waiting and watching for mel waitin
and watching, waiting, watching, waitln:
and watching for me-
III was Dedutl1ui. Inc silver DellS W
Heaven would not rival this infant choir
in their we'll tuned voices. I thought sh'
joined the voices at the last chorus"
He paused a full moment and added
''When they ceased singing she nevei
moved. She had gone where they were
waiting and watching. My heart went
away bruised, hurt, and ,has never healed
yet.
1.-THE funeral was a funeral of flowers.
They came from near and far, real trib-
ute to her gentleness. The choir sang
| her favorte hymn, accompanied by piano,
and more beautiful service I never be-
| held. Flowers were in her hair; flowers in
| the casket, in her hands, in the hearse. They
| fairly filled the little house she rests in
| full of flowers. There she sleeps-there
| sleeps my life; there sleeps my am bition.
| have seen the world and its beauty; /
have tasted at the fountain of enjoyment;
| the full draught was taken from me. ]
may be wrong, but il kings ever tasted
| rarer JOY or princesses ever saw purer
| affection than had for that girl, then
they must have been happy-that's all. 1t
may be glory to hold honor and win bat
ties, but had rather have the real first
| affection of a noble young heart like hers
| than all the honor and riches in a king
dom, and had rather cherish her memory
and be true to it than own a crown. That's
my luck.'
The engineer was going home to ENJOY
his well-earned vacation. Brave, mod est
fellow, 1 don't suppose he had thought
about it, but he had indeed much for
which to be thankful HIS life, with all
its disappointments, ha not been in vain
He had for years held place OF great
trust and responsibility, and had always
been found at his post cool, keen ano
prompt in the discharge OF his duties
He was, in my estimation, an every-daS
hero. He had saved human lives at the
risk of his own and thought no more
about it than he did about seeing that hi!
engine was kept clean and in trim work
ing order. trust he had pleasant va
cation God knows he deserves it, as dc
all, who, like him, are brave and earnes
in their life work, and who dignity ane
ennoble any field of labor in which the il
lot is thrown. j. w. DONOVAN.